You know how wives can sometimes get tired of hearing ESPN on the tube, of picking up the occasional dirty socks on the floor, and responding to last minute requests like, "oh, by the way, could-you-find-my-passport-and-2-visa-photos-and-run-them-to-my-school-because-the-deadline-was-three-days-ago-and-if-you- don't-do-it-today-I-can't-go-on-my-10-day-trip-to-china...." You know, stuff like that.
Well, this morning I woke up and I just wanted to hear some sports on TV, or maybe a shirt left beside the OTHER side of the bed. Or maybe even a "honey could you please...." I actually got close to turning on NFL Network on myself, even though I have virtually no interest in it whatsoever. (Sorry hun!) Instead I heard the intro song for Thomas the Train one more time! (Jackson's request nearly every waking hour is, "pees, can I watch trains?!" and since we have "on demand"- he gets it pretty much, you guessed it, on demand!)
So tonight I sit here in silence, so glad that this will be my last night (until next month) to have to go to bed with no warm body next to mine, and no grown up person to spend the late night hours of the day, and no one to share the demands of caring for a household and a 2 year old and a 15 year old and a dog.
And so Kirtis, you have been missed, by me and Jackson, I think by Xi, maybe even by Honeybabe, but especially by me!